Zhang Fan, what's wrong?"
Mo Xiaobei asked with concern.
"It's nothing."
"I have something to do and have to leave first. I'll have to trouble you to sweep the place by yourself.”
Zhang Fan picked up the suicide note and desperately ran outside.
"Answer the phone! Wu Jinghao!"
Zhang Fan called her several times, but her phone was always switched off.
"No, I'll go to his house to take a look.”
Zhang Fan immediately hailed a cab and rushed over to Wu Jinghao's house.
At that moment, only his sister, Wu Yiyi, was at home.
Zhang Fan hurriedly knocked on the door.
"Wu Jinghao, you're back!"
"Hmm? Classmate, who are you?"
Wu Yiyi was stunned.
This was her first time seeing Zhang Fan.
"Is Wu Jinghao back?"
Zhang Fan urgently asked. He didn't even bother to wipe the sweat off his forehead.
The will in his hand was also soaked in his sweat.
"He's not back yet."
"It's only 5:30 now. It's slower for him to take the bus. He should be here in about ten minutes.”
"You're his classmate, right? Didn't you see each other at school today?”
Wu Yiyi asked curiously.
"I-I'm his classmate."
"I saw him this afternoon.”
"But…"
"Sister, don't you feel that Jing Hao has changed into a different person today?”
Zhang Fan stammered.
"A different person?"
"Now that you mention it, he did look quite strange when he woke up today.”
Wu Yiyi tilted her head and thought.
That brat even pinched his own face.
"There's something."
"I don't know if I should tell my sister."
"I'm afraid that if I say it, Sister will be sad.”
Zhang Fan glanced at the suicide note in his hand.
"What's the matter?"
"You're so shy. Do you look like a man?”
Wu Yiyi raised her eyebrows.
Zhang Fan took a deep breath and handed Wu Jinghao's will to Wu Yiyi.
"Sorry, I have to leave this world."
" Please give the magazine under my bed to Zhang Fan."
"My piggy bank is for my sister."
"This is Jing Hao's handwriting!"
"This is a will!"
"Where is he?"
Wu Yiyi stood up immediately. She was so nervous that she was trembling slightly.
"Tell me quickly!"
" What exactly happened at school?!"
"Why would he write a suicide note out of nowhere?”
Wu Yiyi asked in a trembling voice.
"No, I have to call him!"
Wu Yiyi picked up her flip phone and called Wu Jinghao.
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"Shut down."
"This kid actually turned off his phone!"
"Why would he write a suicide note?"
"My parents and I are here."
Wu Yiyi stomped her feet.
"That's right!"
"When I think about Jing Hao being gone, I feel like I'm stuck here!”
Zhang Fan rubbed his chest.
"This brat, if he's not around anymore…"
"In the future, when I go out to play games, who will I use to find an excuse with my dad?”
Zhang Fan had a pained expression on his face.
"If I lose my contact lenses in the future,"
"I can't find the curling iron."
"Who am I to blame!"
Wu Yiyi fell onto the sofa.
" Midterm exam, final exam."
"Without Wu Jinghao's notes, I couldn't continue studying!”
"If Wu Jinghao wasn't here, I wouldn't even be able to graduate!”
Zhang Fan cried.
"In the future, I'll go to nightclubs and get drunk."
"Who can open the door for me in the middle of the night without telling Mom and Dad?”
"If something at home is broken, who will take the blame for me!”
"I'm heartbroken. Who asked me to beat him up to vent my anger?”
Wu Yiyi said as she wiped her tears.
"Wu! Scene! Hao!"
"Ah!"
Zhang Fan squatted on the ground and began to sob with tears and snot running down his face.
Their cries rose and fell, intertwining rhythmically.
At this moment, Wu Jinghao walked into the house calmly.
"I'm back."
Wu Jinghao said as he took off his school bag.
Along the way, Wu Jinghao had received more than 10 points of distress.
He was still puzzled.
As soon as Wu Jinghao saw the two crying faces, he instantly knew the source of the negative emotions.
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